1.9 Unthinkable!

Geneva

   Prom night! I was so excited. Dad had sat me down and had 'the talk' rather embarrassingly, I mean really? I've only kissed a boy once, and that didn't go down well, so why the hell would I do more??

   Anyway, all sorts of crazy stuff had happened, so I rang my bestie to talk it over the next morning.
   "Can you believe Misty Hague was wearing the same as me?" I giggled. "I couldn't afford to buy a prom dress, so I thought the last thing that would happen was that someone would be wearing the same as me!"
   "I know! But don't worry, like, you pulled it off soooo much better!" Maria laughed with me. "And anyway, yours was a, like, much better colour to go with the, like, decor! How did you know? Like, did you get on the planning committee?"
   "No!" I laughed again. I'd been lucky and worn a green dress that matched well with the under-the-sea theme, Misty's dress had been red.
   "I saw Westly went off with Laura?" Maria changed to a more sore subject, I'd had to tell her about the kiss incident, but I'd made her swear to act like she didn't know.

   "Yeah, I saw." I responded. "He avoided me all night, and I mean like avoided me. Like, really obviously went out of his way to not be near me. After that I just don't care anymore. I'm over him. I'm just sad he ruined a perfectly good friendship..."
   "Good!" Maria chirped. "I'm glad my stupid brother doesn't have the power to ruin my best friend! But seriously? Laura Avilla?? Isn't she, like, the school slut?" I laughed. "I mean it! I'm pretty sure she goes after anything with a heartbeat."
   "Oh, I'm sure she does!" I agreed.
    "So what about Ethan?" She pushed. Ethan was this guy I'd been texting since the whole thing with Westly.

   "Well, I don't know!" I was being honest, I really didn't know. "I mean, when we were texting I bought prom up, and he never asked me. And then when we got there, he was all over me, like getting me drinks and snacks and complimenting me..."
   "Well I know! That's, like, why I left you two alone!"
   "Yeah, well, eventually I had to go to the bathroom, plus he was really winding me up being so clingy! When I came back out he was on the dance floor practically assaulting any girl in sight! I think he must've tried it with Abi, that's why Marlon ended up in that fight..."
   "Oh my twallan, drama! I didn't even know there was a fight? When was that?"
   "Right after you'd claimed your crown, Mrs. Prom Queen! Who nominated you?"
   "I don't know, I thought you had?? But anyway, Chad, Mr, Prom King... Well, he's a good kisser..."
   "WHAT?!?! Tell me more!!"



Nazari

    The day I'd been dreading had crept up on me. My oldest baby was no longer a baby. All the things we'd been through together, homelessness, tantrums, first steps, first words, first days at school, pets, sisters.... She's stood strong through it all. Without meaning to she'd made me the woman I am today, she was the one I'd pushed myself for. If I hadn't had her I wouldn't have got myself together when my mum had kicked me out, I'd never have dared to move to a new city and rent a trailer off a dodgy guy in a warehouse, but I'd needed to put my baby under shelter. And look how she'd turned out! All the mistakes I'd made... It hadn't mattered. I felt so happy, yet so sad, like a part of me was dying as my daughter blew those candles out. But now I didn't have a baby to look after, I had a friend to confide in. I had to think of what I'd gained...

   And she was a beautiful achievement. I couldn't stop cheering, long after everyone else had stopped. I think Geneva was a little embarrassed, and young Kenyon thought it was hilarious....

   That night, the unthinkable happened. Some creep picked the lock on our door! I heard him sneak past the bedroom window, and after glancing out at how he was dressed I'd managed to call the police before he made it through the door. It was the door opening that woke Geneva. I told her I'd rang the police, but she insisted.

   She went out and confronted him! She wrestled him to the ground! And although he managed to push her off him, she'd kept him occupied long enough for the police to come and arrest him. It was then I realised she really was a grown up, and definately ready to be a police officer!

   As the officer told me herself, after I'd sent Geneva to bed and waited while the officer had got the theif to the car.

   Before we knew it, it was graduation! And graduating top of her class, I knew Geneva would make the squad easily. How did someone who never went to school end up creating a person as clever as my daughter?? I guessed her father must've been brainy, Aria was definately like her father, always on her phone to someone secret, so I worried Becca might be like me. I'd have to pay extra attention to her, make sure she didn't end up dropping out of school...

    We settled into a new routine. Geneva wasn't earning a lot yet as she was doing her training course, so she still lived with us. She intended to get a place with Maria when they could both afford it. But for now she spent most of her time at the gym keeping fit.

   The other two would go to school all day, of course, and in the evenings Ernesto would help them with theie homework and then they'd play silly games while I was out singing. I admit, I felt a little left out that I wasn't a part of the games, but I loved that the girls had a father who was as attentive as him. My little family was perfect.

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Hehe, I like all the prom pop-ups. I think I wrote most of them in. Except that Geneva was prom queen, but I didn't want her to be so Maria was because something had to happen to her!

Geneva gained the 'brave' trait, hence the robber event...
Becca gained 'friendly' when she secretly aged up. (That's her in the middle of the graduation picture. And yes, that is Ernesto in that strange outfit chatting on his phone, that's apparently his formalwear...) 

The kinda sad thing about Ernesto, is that he and Nazari have both had a wish to marry locked since Aria was born. But they've never been able to even ask to go steady, and I have no idea why. They're both on 100% relationship and completely in love, by this point Nazari even has the 'faithful' rep (Ernesto doesn't, but if you remember he had a few women on the go at the start) it's really sad that it seems unlikely they'll ever get that wish granted now :( 

1.8 Getting Older

Nazari

    Once baby Becca arrived, time seemed to fly, but drag at the same time. Having a baby and a toddler and a moody teenager was hard work! Sometimes it felt like all I ever did was deal with tantrums! Teenage strops, terrible twos, and teething screeches. It felt like the walls were closing in on me, could I even sing anymore? I couldn't imagine how much dust was on my guitar... I had a whole new appreciation for my mother though. Geneva wasn't half as much of a nightmare as I was, I mean, fair enough, my mum didn't have two younger siblings to deal with, but she had two rebellious teenagers and she did it on her own. There were a lot of times I'd think of my mum, wonder what kind of grandmother she would have been to my girls, there was so much I regretted saying to her when I was young. I hoped she knew I never meant all the 'I hate you's, because they really hurt. And wow, I did hate her at one point. Really truely did. When she kicked me out just as I turned sixteen, with a tiny baby and no job. But I'd never change it for the world now. I was an awful child, and I needed that reality check.

   But if it wasn't for Ernesto, I couldn't be doing this now. Never going to school had really come back to bite me. An illiterate mother is useless at schoolwork. But Ernesto loved helping Geneva with her studies, he was far better at older kids than the dirty smelly babies. Pig. It made me jealous that he could pick and choose what parts of parenting he'd do, whereas I was stuck with the bad jobs. But I knew that soon the money would run out and I'd be back at work and he'd be alone with the kids. Hah!

   And before all too long, Becca was pulling herself around and starting to babble. Aria would show her how to play with the tin cow my father had made for me when I was her age. Becca couldn't communicate too well with her, but Aria didn't seem to mind and would just invent in her head that they were talking simlish to each other.

   And of course, Ernesto still had the magic touch that sent babies to sleep. He was starting to get less mobile, and kept complaining that his back was giving him 'jip'. That always made me laugh, nobody says jip anymore, but it also made me sad when the reality that he was so much older than me would come flooding back and I'd have to be without him at some point. That didn't bear thinking about.

   As winter battered the city, Aria began to blossom into a beautiful and intelligent school girl. Yes, school girl! Although school was out because of the snow for the moment, so when Becca was down for her nap and Geneva was texting boys, and Ernesto was snoozing on the couch, me and Aria would go out in the snow and play. We'd sit where the sandpit was buried, and mix the sand and snow together into a slushy, muddy mess, and make icy sand castles. Sandcastles that ice princesses would live in until an evil being would smash it down below the depths of the snow and back into the sand pit.

   Soon enough, I went back to work. Never again, I told myself. Never again would I be on maternity leave (Or eternity leave as I called it...), now I could focus on what I loved, singing and performing. Not that I didn't love my girls, of course I did, but at home I was a frumpy trailer-trash mum. On the stage I was a young and glamorous superstar. Everyone would cheer my name and not because they'd pooed and needed changing. It was a different world entirely, but I still loved coming home to our snug, overcrowded one-bed trailer, and seeing the little family I'd created.

   With time flying by so fast, I thought it best we take a trip to a photographer. It wouldn't be long until Becca was at school, and worse, Geneva would leave school! Aria was particularly annoyed at the idea of posing for a picture, but I told her she could be front and centre and she soon perked up! The prints turned out to be more expensive than I'd thought, so we could only afford one in the end, but it was what I wanted, this moment captured in time forever.

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It's true! Geneva is nearly an adult at this point, and the others aren't far behind! (Infact, as I actually post this Geneva is an adult, and Aria and Becca are teens, but I'm a few chapters ahead in gameplay V story lol.)

1.7 Rejection

Geneva

   "Wow, Geneva, you look different..." Westly purred as I walked up to him in the public library.
   "Well, I've been going to the gym..." I was confused, it seemed like he was flirting with me.
   "Well it's really paying off."
   "I've only been once." I gave him a look.

   He sighed.
   "I was trying to give you an opening? You've always been gorgeous, Gen, I know you like me."
   "Oh..." I smiled. "How long have you known?"
   "Ages, like, forever." I noticed he was staring at my chest, but I didn't really mind.
   "It's prom soon." I hinted, wondering if he was going to ask me.
   "It is..." He winked at me, with a cheeky grin, and I did a stupid girly giggle.

   He was staring at my lips, so I took a chance and pulled him for a kiss. He made a shocked confused squeak. His lips were really soft and squishy. I've never kissed a boy before, I thought it would feel better than it did.
   "Geneva!" He hissed, pushing me away. "What are you doing?"

    "I- I- I thought..." I stammered.
   "It doesn't matter what you thought." He whispered angrily. "I'm rich. I can't be seen kissing a poor girl, what would everyone say?!"
   "What?" I was shocked, hurt and embarrassed.
   "Gen, we can be friends, but we can't be any more than that in public no matter how we feel. It's just the way things are." His eyes were darting around the room, seeing if anyone had seen us. "I gotta go." He practically ran out the door before I could question him.

   I wandered out, dazed and confused. What the hell had just happened? He was definitely flirting with me, so why did he go so cold so suddenly?

Nazari

   Aria was being super-fussy. Plus I was starting to get contractions. Plus Geneva was out with a boy. Plus everything that Ernesto did or said was winding me up for no reason. Then Geneva burst through the door. Well, she didn't burst through the door, she opened it gently and closed it behind her. That was how we knew something was up. I turned to look at her, my baby girl with tears forming in her eyes.

   Ernesto beat me to it. I'd barely had chance to get a breath to ask what was wrong, and he'd pulled her to his chest, arms wrapped tight around her. She looked so small and helpless cradled in his arms. Resting Aria on my hip, I leaned over and pecked her cheek. Her hair still smelt of jellybean shampoo, but she had a grown-up smelling perfume spritzed on her neck. Gentle sobs started coming from my big baby-girl. I squeezed her shoulder and Ernesto gently rocked her, making soothing 'shh'ing sounds. Aria reached out and yanked hard on her sisters ponytail, so I had to move away. Geneva pulled back from her dad.

   "Tell me all about it. What's his name? Where's he live?" Ernesto began.
   "Stop it!" I hissed, trying to soothe Aria who was wailing now.
   "Sorry, just tell me what this anonymous prick did." He corrected himself.
   "Apparently if you're poor you're not allowed to date people." Geneva huffed quietly.
   "Don't be stupid! Look at me and your mother! We barely have enough for formula and we've been together most of your life!"
   "She means that some shallow rich kid told her she had no chance because she lives in a trailer." I guessed. Geneva nodded. I knew which rich kid it would be, she was best friends with his sister, and his other sister had just had a baby with my nephew, so how he could be so picky when they weren't I didn't know. All I did know was that I'd never liked the snobby kid, and now he'd hurt my baby.
   "It doesn't matter." Geneva mumbled. "I guess I was wrong about him. I don't even think I like him as a friend anymore." She sniffed, drying her tears with her hands.
   "Well the only boy you need is me." Ernesto declared. "How about a date? You, me, and SSX 3000?"

   And within five minutes, Geneva was her old, smiley, competitive self. I still couldn't get Aria to settle, so I begged Ernesto to help me.
   "Aria, shut it and sleep, there's a good girl." He barely even glanced away from his game, but it worked. That really pissed me off, so I put Aria in her crib, threw my coat on, and took my guitar outside.

   "That damn man is doing my freaking head in." I mumbled as I blared out a few chords. "He just swans around like everything is so damn easy. Yes, I get it, the girls do whatever you say, and you always know just what to say. That's probably how we even ended up together." I sighed and practiced a couple of riffs from a new song I was trying to learn. My agent had said when I was done popping kids out, I could start touring again and make my first album. As much as I loved my kids, I couldn't wait to get back to work. There's only so many times you can change a diaper before it gets old.
   Speaking of diapers.... That was when my waters broke.


Geneva

    Mum and dad had rushed off to the hospital. I had to stay and look after Aria, who was sleeping in her crib anyway. I thought about going to bed myself, when a text came through.
   Westly: Soz abt erlier xxx
   Westly?? Why the hell was he texting me? Why was he being so confusing?? He ran away from me for being poor a few hours ago, now he's texting me apologies??
   Geneva: K
   I just sent the one letter back. No kisses. That way he knows I've seen and read it, and also that I don't care enough to reply properly. Hah. Whatever.

   So I rang Maria.
   "Hey hun, what's up?" She answered.
   "Boy troubles." I replied cryptically.
   "Ooh! Who?" I could hear her beaming down the phone.
   "It doesn't matter." I couldn't tell her it was her brother, I wanted advice, not charges for accessory to murder! "But this guy we both know and go to school with, I met up with him today. Basically, long story short, he was flirting loads, so I went to kiss him and he pushed me away and literally ran off. And then just now he's texted me saying sorry."
   "Oh... Well, this, like, mystery guy..." She pondered for a minute. "To be honest with you Gen, he, like, sounds like he doesn't know what he wants. Did he, like, give any reason why he left?"
   "Not exactly. He kinda hinted it had something to do with social status?"
   "Ah. Ok. So he's just, like, a shallow dick then I guess? Like, seriously? Just forget about him. There's, like, tons of hot guys at school, just, like, wait til prom, yeah?"
   "Yeah, ok, thanks." I was glad she'd said something like that and not pryed into who he was. "So mums in labour..."




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I had serious doubts I could fit another baby in a trailer... But! I rearranged the bedroom and now it looks and feels huge!

Oh look, there's Geneva gossiping about Westly to Maria, lol. 

Also, soz that all my babies are born on cliffies, it just happens that it always seems like a good place to end. lol.

I'm back! (Again...)

Sorry guys, as most of you know I went off and got married, and so the few weeks before I was super busy because me and hubs are useless at planning ahead lol.

There, now you have all sorts of dress pics. My mum made it, yes, she's talented! And my sister did my hair and make-up, she's a hairdresser. And I'm cheap haha.

Anyway, so I had every intention of getting straight back to simming after the wedding (which was waaay back in June, btw), but I was just so damn tired and we figured it was all the relief of all that finally being over and the stress gone and the weight lifted...
   And then my ankles started swelling.
        And then I started getting headaches....
              And then I started getting nauseous....
                         And it turned out I was pregnant. lol. But I'm now getting to my second trimester and I'm starting to get more energy and be able to get back to it! So despite a little baby brain meaning typing takes a while because I forget what I was typing mid-sentance.... Yeah, I'll be around a whole lot more! (And then probably not a lot for a while after baby, but it's not due til march, so...)

Lookit de face!!

Anyway, so I've been playing and writing, chapters will resume shortly! And I'll get back to catching up to all yours! <3 xxxxx loves!!

1.6 Bonding Time

Geneva

   This 'big sister' thing isn't all so bad. I mean, I definately don't want one of my own anytime soon, but I guess she's pretty cute, even if she is smelly and loud... Speaking of loud, she started crying, so I shouted mum and put her back in her crib, before running off to shower.

   See, it was Saturday. My first Saturday as an official teenager, so I could go down to the arcade with my best friend, Maria. We played some army-space-blaster game. We skipped the intro, and it was hilarious because neither of us knew what we were doing. Maria's sister, Abigail, is pregnant by my cousin, Marlon. They're not much older than us, but I know my mum had me young so I don't suppose it'll be a tragedy.
   "She's HUGE now, like, she looks like she could pop any second." Maria twittered. "It makes me feel a bit sick when I see her belly, like, it looks like it could just pop. It creeps me out, like, I think her skin might split and the baby will just fall out." She made gagging noises and I giggled. My cousin had recently moved to our town, because of the impending baby.

    A few days later, it was Aria's birthday. Her first act of toddlerhood, was to mess her nappy, and giggle. My mum looked exasperated, but me and dad just burst out laughing. We'd made plans to go to the gym together. I didn't like the weight I was, and dad kept saying he was getting a 'middle-aged spread', so we'd agreed to go together.

   On the drive over, dad asked me if I was being bullied over my weight.
   "No!" I replied, kinda surprised at the question. Nobody had ever mentioned my weight, it was just a personal issue I had with myself
   "You know if anyone ever says anything, you can tell us." He didn't believe me. "I want you to know that you're gorgeous the way you are, you don't have to be thin to be pretty."
   "Yes, dad, I know." I groaned. "I want to be a police officer when I grow up, I need to be able to pass the training."
   "Oh really? You've never mentioned this before?" I looked at him, he was beaming at me.
   "Oh, sorry, I've been thinking about it a while now." I shrugged.
   "Well, I'm proud of you. That's an honourable career to choose."

   At the gym we talked about all things police-force. How to enroll, when to enroll, where to enroll. What the physical test would be like, what the final exams would be like, what the training would be like. Which area I wanted to work for, traffic, homicide, forensics, patrol... I'm still undecided on that one.

   As we were leaving, dad handed me the car keys. I just stared at him questionably.
   "Every copper needs to drive, why not learn now?" He smiled, getting into the passenger side. Shakily, I climbed into the drivers seat. I didn't even know the basics! "Well, to start with, belt up." He prompted, pulling his own seatbelt on as I did the same. "Look in the footwell. Those peddles are go, stop, and gear change. Remember 'ABC' - Accelerator, Brake, Clutch. That's the order they're in if you ever get confused." I nodded, already a little overwhelmed. He explained a little more, before he made me pull off. It was terrifying! It took me ages to pull out of the car park because I couldn't work out how fast cars were coming at me. Dad was really patient though, and when we eventually arrived home he said I was a natural and wouldn't need all too many lessons.


Nazari

   "Shit-munt!" Aria giggled. I'd decided to take the opportunity to help her with her speech while Ernesto and Geneva were out. It wasn't going too well.
   "No. Chip. Munk." I sounded it out really slow for her.
   "Shit. Munt." She laughed even harder. She thought it was a game. I had heard somewhere that not making a big deal out of toddlers swearing would make it less appealing. I think that advice was wrong.

   "Shit-munt, shit-munt, shit-munt!" Aria chanted, giggling. I sighed. That advice was definately wrong. I heard a screech of breaks and then a car engine clunking outside. "Twat?" Aria questioned, and I stared at her while I tried to work out what she meant.
   "Do you mean 'what was that'?" I clicked what she meant. But that was yet another swear she knew now.

   I stood, and handed Aria her bottle. My back was killing. This being heavily pregnant with a toddler thing was no fun.
   "Mum! I drove!" Geneva burst through the door, startling me a little.
   "Well done." I smiled. Ernesto really was brilliant with the girls, and so supportive.
   "I'm gunna go shower." She stopped and posed, flexing her biceps. "An afternoon at the gym and I'm already a bodybuilder." She joked, dancing off to the bathroom.
   "Don't worry about turning the engine off or shutting the front door!" Ernesto called as he walked in. He pecked me on the cheek as a greeting.
   "Thank you." I smiled at him.
   "For what?" He asked. "I had to shut the door because it's starting to frost over already out there."
   "Not that, for being wonder-dad." I wrapped my arms around him. "Now, wonder-dad. Rundown-mum needs a nap." I kissed him before pulling away towards the bedroom.
   "Get some rest, this baby is kicking your ass." He looked a little worried, so I shook my head to reassure him before closing the bedroom door behind me.

Geneva

    I got out the shower, and Westly had texted me.
   Westly: Abi had bby boy cld Kenyon xx
   Geneva: K thx xx I replied. He'd put kisses. Why did he put kisses?

    Westly was the reason I even knew Maria. We'd been best friends as kids, and I used to go to his house and we'd sing karaoke together. Maria and I got closer as we got older. I started to like-like Westly and I didn't think he felt the same, so it had been awkward.
   But he'd sent kisses. Another text came through.
   Westly: Its bn a whyl... Meet @ libry 2mo? xx
    Geneva: K :) xx  Then again, maybe I'd been wrong about his feelings...



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Aria is too cute <3
Aria is said 'Ah-ria'. Yes, it's that simple.

Also, points for who can spot the crazy inconsistency in the pictures ;) 

1.5 Fear

Nazari

   When we'd managed to make it to the hospital, things thankfully got much easier and less panicked. Several hours later little Aria was born, and a few more hours after that we were allowed home. A few days later we eventually arrived home. Well, not literally, but damn. I've never seen anyone drive so slow! Ernesto's driving caused an argument... I don't think he realised how uncomfortable I felt. I'd just pushed a 9 pound baby out! I was exhausted! And there he was driving 20 below the limit all the way across the city. I suppose it was sweet that he didn't want to risk his newborn daughter being in an accident, but I was snappy, and when we got home he went all sulky and went to his little garden. There isn't even anything to do in the garden, it's coming up to winter now, but I was glad of the few minutes alone with my new baby. She's gorgeous, got her daddies eyes and mouth, but my nose... I think. She's a little too young to tell.

    Of course, having two kids did have its downsides, especially in this tiny crappy trailer... I didn't mind the sleepless nights so much, and I know Ernesto didn't either, but I felt awful for Geneva being up all night and then having to be at school all day. I really hoped her grades wouldn't suffer. I know I'd never even bothered attending school, but I wanted better for Geneva. I worried whether her situation at home affected her making friends in a town where everyone was richer than us. Did she hate that everyone else had two parents? The same parents as their siblings? Did she wish me and Ernesto were married? I know I did. I just wished I knew how to ask her these questions in a way she felt she could answer honestly without offending me. But then again, she was a tough girl, she's probably not even bothered.

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   The familiar crackle, the roar, the hiss, the heat. All I'd wanted to do was show Ernesto how much I loved him by making him a romantic dinner. Now the girls were in bed at the far end of a burning wooden cabin with no exit.
   Maybe they won't wake up. Then they won't feel a thing as they burn to death peacefully in their sleep... My idiotic brain told me. I wanted to go save them, but I was frozen to the spot in fear. Some mother you are, too chicken to go save your kids lives... I couldn't help it. We'd had six housefires as a kid. Every time Sunset Valley Fire Department had showed up in no time. But Starlight Shores Fire Department was the other side of the city. Nobody's coming, it's been hours... I knew it hadn't really. It had been moments but it had seemed like a lifetime. See? This is why Ernesto doesn't want to marry you. He can have much safer fun with some blonde chick in a mansion... I didn't even understand why my brain had thrown that one at me, it had nothing to do with fire, but I suppose your mind does stupid things in panic mode.

   I looked around me. Ernesto was by my side, Geneva was here too. And SSFD had arrived. I don't know whether I'd blacked out or if I'd been too deep in terrified thought to notice them arrive. Ernesto is in his underwear... My brain told me. He saw the fire while he was with that other woman, didn't even have time to get changed... But that would be a good thing. He loves me enough to leave her behind to make sure I'm ok. I stared at him. He looked terrified... But they were swim trunks, and that made me breathe a sigh of relief. We all covered our ears at the boom of the fire extinguisher. But I still heard Geneva scream...

  "MOMMIEEEE!!!"
   "GENEVA!!"
   "I'M ON FIRE!!!" She screamed. I screamed. The fireman turned to me.
   "Get her in the shower!" He demanded, a little too calmly. Luckily, Geneva heard him. I was still frozen to the floor.

   "I'm doing it!" Geneva screamed to me as she ran for the bathroom. In all the fires I'd seen, I'd never seen anyone on fire before. My poor daughter, I desperately wanted to go help her, but I really couldn't move. The fireman soon got the blaze under control, and once the flames had gone he double-checked that it was all out, before leaving, telling us to be more careful on the way out.

   The house was still warm from the flames, but Ernesto seemed really cold.
   "I'm sorry." I mumbled, knowing nothing I could say would fix the destruction I'd caused. "I only wanted to make you a romantic dinner..." I reached out to touch him, and he batted my hand away.
   "Just leave the cooking to me in future." He snapped, and continued to stare at the charred remains of our kitchen.

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   The next morning was Geneva's birthday. We hadn't had time to scrub the kitchen yet, but she wanted to have her cake for breakfast. My tiny baby was becoming a teen... I couldn't really believe it. It wouldn't be long before Aria was a toddler either, it made me feel old...

   For her birthday, we got her a chipmunk we found outside. She named him chip. This trailer is too small for all these sims and pets. There's four of us crammed into a tiny bedroom, and then two huge cages taking up valuble space... We've started looking for new places, but we can't afford anything bigger.

   And I think we're going to need that bigger place...





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Lol. looksie at what the kind fireman did...

 He cleared my leaves!! Haha! He stayed about 20 hours. It was silly. But I got Nazari to burn the piles of leaves so he'd feel at home. lol.

Also, if the fire-scene seemed really... not like Nazari, it was supposed to. Being the mistress has caught up on her, and growing up without a father and with a mother she didn't get on with, she has issues forming relationships as it is, without the added trust issues. I wanted her fears she hides away to come to the surface for a moment. She'd got a tough shell, but she's still really young and has a lot of baggage hidden away.

I feel now would be a good time to reveal everyone's traits. lol. They weren't a secret, I just forgot until now.

Nazari Ursine: Loves to swim, Virtuoso, Never-nude (UGH!), Mooch and Easily impressed. I didn't get to choose any of her traits as she never went to school. Her favourites are Chinese music (but she's a pop-star....), stir-fry (fits with the music, perhaps she ought to travel..) and the colour black (although she wears white. lol.)

Ernesto Gonzalez: Ernesto is a pre-made from Starlight Shores. He's a Party animal, Hot headed (which I've been sort of playing on, not in a huge violent way though), Childish (which is why he gets on with the kids so well), Mooch and Lucky. His favourites are Latin music, Ratatouille, and Spice Brown.
Ernesto also has some weird obsession with playing the lottery, he rolls wishes for it constantly, but despite his lucky trait, he never wins. lol. (If he was to win, I'd familyfunds it away, it's too cheaty, I just wanted to see how much you can win off the lottery)

Geneva Ursine: Genius (in contrast to her illiterate mother), Artistic, Mooch and Lucky (Yes, everyone so far is a bloody mooch!). Her favourites are Beach Party, Vegetarian Chilli and the colour Orange.

Aria Gonzalez: Easily Impressed and Brave. I'm not sure how a baby can be brave, but there y'go. Her favourites are French music, Vegetarian lobster thermidor (???), and the colour Orange like her sister.